okay, let's just say, scolding people a 'sadist' isn't a really appropriate word to use, right? Especially when you're scolding them for their wrongdoings.
Well, i think. NCC is getting damn slack nowadays. I don't know bout the other schools, but here in mine, we can have no pumping as punishments, no trainings on school holidays, training time shortened, we barely have pt. Actually, there's no much of a difference between NCC girls and Girl Guides. We march, the girl guides march, guides sing, we sing. i might say, guides are better than us in some aspects. And as for the NCC guys, there seems to be something wrong in somewhere lah.
talk about my past when i was a part a. bloody CLTs screaming infront of my face when i coughed. made us clean the toilet and all crap. palms never failed to go red,blisters, blood and blah.
Sometimes, i wish i had an elder sibling that i could confide to. At least, there's not much of a generation gap. You may say we have friends. but they aren't there 24/7, right? Don't be surprise i talk to my Mp3 and record my nonsense down. argh, im jealous of you bren.
i actually have lots to say. but i don't know why can't i seem to type all of them out. Actually, i can't type anything about what am i thinking. It's like my fingers will be centimetres above the keyboard, waiting for any sensory neurone to activate the motor neurone, so that the damn muscles could let me type something that i wanna type, if only the medulla oblongta controlled all those nonsense.
now i don't even know what am i talking about.
Anyway, speech day's a bitch. uh huh. The guest of honor took like 76325432 years to walk down the aisle. making some girl guides faint and the food that they served us contain few strands of hair.
Woah? yeah. woah. high standard cooking
i quarelled with my mom. she just cant to seem understand how i feel.
trips to bedok reservoir are getting often. any companion? i welcome anyone. it beats crying to oneself. definitely.
dear fish, forget about that oranged face monkey. (: i'll try to back you up. let her scold. turn on OUR Backstreet Boy's - I JUST WANT YOU TO KNOW and we shall sing it out loud okay? right infront of her face! [not literally ah! get screwed man] love you! i love fishes though. ((:
Sunday, April 16, 2006
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